Half Immortal - Chapter 146

    Yan Wei did not move for the first time.

    The excessively pale light of the flashlight penetrated through the crack of the door, completely outlining the outline of the thing at the door. He gripped the flashlight tightly, and the handle of the flashlight was cold, but not as cold as the one on his arm.

    In an instant, within a second, thousands of thoughts flashed through Yan Wei’s mind.

    No? The dead state still needs eight minutes to open, and it can be delayed for a moment.

    “Xu Miaomiao” was still urging outside the door, and the image through the cat’s eyes became more and more terrifying. It flowed into Yan Wei’s eyes.

    Yan Wei felt that the hand holding his arm was getting harder and harder, and it hurt him.

      his arm.

    Yan Wei didn’t move, took a deep breath, and whispered, “Yan Mingguang.”

    On his left, a man’s sharp voice came, short and low: “Well.”

    Cao Qun doesn’t know why, there is no movement.

      What about the dark, pale ghosts?”

    —So this is what the ghost holding him looked like.

    Yan Wei was silent? For a moment, as if he had not noticed the existence of the ghost, he said, “Let me think about it? Open the door.”

    “Tuk Tuk—” “Tuk Tuk—” “…”

    The knock on the door was so strong that the sliding door began to vibrate.

    There are two ghosts.

    There are ghosts outside and there are ghosts inside. Opening the door is a dark corridor and an unknown situation, isn’t it? Opening the door is a battle of trapped beasts in a narrow space.

    They must be triggering what, and they don’t know.

    Yan Wei felt that the hand holding him was getting heavier and heavier, and he still dragged the time.

    In five minutes.

    A terrifying feeling spread from the back of the back, and rushed into my mind. Yan Wei made a decisive decision, pressed her finger on the door lock and suddenly shouted, “Let’s go out!”

    The sliding door opens instantly.

    —This is not Xu Miaomiao at all, but the ghost they saw in the restaurant when they got into the car!

    Blood flowed from its mouth and dripped recklessly on the ground.

    At the same time, behind Yan Wei, Yan Mingguang, who had been prepared for a long time, suddenly raised his hand, and instantly grabbed the hair of the ghost who was holding Yan Wei’s arm in the door, and went forward. Strength and inertia, while running out, grabbed the hair of this ghost and threw it back.

    The ghost’s sharp nails slid down several **** scars on Yan Wei’s arm, and the smell of blood instantly filled the air. Yan Wei didn’t pause at all, just glanced at the ghost in front of the door, then rushed out, bypassed the door, and ran to the next carriage with all his strength.

    The ghost in the sleeper room seemed to be thrown by Yan Mingguang directly to the window, making a dull crashing sound.

    The ghost outside the sleeper room stared at Yan Wei.

    Although Yan Mingguang rushed out behind Yan Wei, his speed was much faster than Yan Wei, but he immediately grabbed Yan Wei’s hand and ran forward.

    Behind him, the ghost with a broken neck turned around, looked at them, and came in their direction. It seems to be moving forward slowly, but in fact it is close at hand in the blink of an eye.

    And the sliding door of their sleeping room was suddenly pulled again at this moment?

    Lin Qing and Cao Qun have not come out yet!

    Yan Wei took a step, dragged by Yan Mingguang, only to hear the calm and steady voice of Lin Qing in the door: “Run!

    Behind him, the blue-white hand raised by the ghost was about to grab the back of Yan Wei’s neck.

    Although he has a moon wheel, he has no perception and cannot use the function of the moon wheel. Legendary items can only counteract the attack at this moment, and taking them out is nothing but a drop in the bucket.

    At the critical moment, Yan Wei knew that he could not turn back.

    Everything that happened just now flashed through his mind, and shouted: “Lin Qing, the number! The number! We have the wrong number tonight!”

    Lin Qing did not answer.

    Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang had already run past the junction of No. 11 and No. 12? The door of the first berth in No. 12? Empty. It was supposed to be the residence of the two Yuemang players, but Zhao Jingchen mistakenly thought that there would be an accident in this sleeping room tonight. He stole Cao Qun’s door card and took another Yuemang player, He Dong, to the eleventh carriage. The first sleeping room was occupied, and this room was naturally vacant.

    No one opened the rest of the sleeping rooms, and the door was locked. Or there are people living in it, and I can’t wait to hide in it at this moment, and it is impossible to open it.

    This is the only one.

    Yan Wei’s eyes suddenly lit up.

    Ghosts only need to attack one person, this is only the second night, it is unlikely to kill three or four people in a row. Therefore, if one of him and Yan Mingguang hides, he will be able to escape the catastrophe.

    He was panting, feeling Sen Han who was approaching immediately behind him, just as he was about to push Yan Mingguang in, he felt a huge pull on the wrist that was grabbed by the man – this man actually He has the same idea!

      Inside and outside the door.

    As soon as the sliding door was closed, there was a sound from outside, like the sound of something suddenly hitting the door. The ghost seems to be approaching? Yan Mingguang’s body, one person and one ghost are entangled outside the door, and there is a dull pulling sound.

    The sliding door in the sleeper room of the train has a break point and needs to be pushed outwards to open.

    Yan Wei pushed the door, but found that the huge weight outside the door was against it, and it could not be pushed open at all. The sound between Yan Mingguang and the ghost came in through this door, and instantly blew his nerves.

    He shouted: “Yan Mingguang, let me out! My immortality only lasts two minutes?—”

    Another muffled sound.

    Yan Wei seemed to have heard the sound of the ghost grinding his teeth. The sound was as if his sharp fingertips brushed against the metal, making a harsh tone of “Zila” and “Zila”. He couldn’t use his senses, the door was pitch black, he couldn’t see anything, and the entangled voice pierced into his mind like a thorn.

    He pushed the door hard, “Yan Mingguang!!”

      He and his forehead and back were full of cold sweat, his face was disastrous, and it seemed that all the blood in his body had stopped flowing for a moment.

    Under the crack of the door, the thick blood slowly flowed in and stained? Yan Wei’s knee was half-kneeling. bright.

    At this moment, his voice was hoarse? Halfway: “…Yan Mingguang!”

    Yan Wei’s mind was blank.

    He rarely felt the emotion of fear, and at this moment it invaded, and there was nowhere to put his reason.

    Several seconds are but a moment, Yan Wei wants to calm down, but the only thought that pops up in his mind is—if Yan Mingguang died here, would he still want to continue?

    No?

    Yan Mingguang is far more important than his ideals and goals.

    They lived and died together in the dungeon, kissed in a hot spring full of ghosts, and even walked together through the top dungeon full of thorns. As far as Yan Mingguang is concerned, it is not only about the soul that fits, but also because when no one can keep up with his pace, the only duckweed around him is not moving, which also proves that he is alive, the meaning of his existence.

    As he said at the time.

    The light is like day.

      The sleeve of his right arm was already soaked with blood, and blood was dripping from the place where it was just scratched by the ghost’s sharp claws. ,

    Yan Mingguang didn’t say a word, but muffled noises kept coming.

    There are still more than thirty seconds before the immortal state is turned on.

    Yan Wei didn’t even look at the wound. In the darkness, he suddenly got up and took out a sharp knife.

    He grabbed the edge of the upper bunk, jumped to the lower bunk, stepped on the bottom bunk, grabbed the railing of the upper bunk with one hand, and stabbed a dagger into the high door with the other, intending to escape from the Pry the door open from a height.

    Suddenly.

    “Sit down, wait? I’ll open the door.”

    Yan Wei made a move.

    In the car in front, Lin Qing’s voice passed through the two doors: “It’s all right? Are those ghosts gone?”

    Lin Qing and Yan Mingguang’s words were very calm, not as eager as before.

    With a crisp “clang–“, the dagger slipped from Yan Wei’s hand and fell straight to the ground.

    Yan Wei was all loose and jumped off the bed. His calves and knees were already soaked with blood, and his arms and fingertips were also torn, but it was rare that his cleanliness did not break out at this moment.

    He bent over, groped for the dagger that fell to the ground in the dark, and picked it up to prevent Yan Mingguang from stepping in the door.

    No? The alert sound of the dead state sounds, but it seems to be useless.

    The panic came quickly, but it also went away quickly after the crisis was over. The blank space in Yan Wei’s mind was quickly occupied by chaotic thoughts and reasoning. His head was buzzing, thinking about what was going on tonight.

    The death list only wrote ?1101, Cao Qun changed the number to ?1109, and they added ?1202 to the death list.

    But he is now in 1202, there are no ghosts here, it is dark, but it is very quiet. Before the ghosts appeared on their side, the smell of blood and strange noises came from the first sleeper room of the eleventh carriage. There was obviously something wrong with Zhao Jingchen?

    1202 has no accident, 1101 has an accident?, the bed number written by the player is useless at all, and the bed corresponding to the death list is fixed or can be changed. Should their berth have triggered? Other death conditions.

    Yan Wei thought about it, and remembered what Yan Mingguang just said, her eyes filled with confusion. Holding the knife, he slowly sat down on the lower bunk on the other side.

    The profile face is soft and delicate, and the end of the eye is like the end of the stretched petal, gentle and well-behaved. The fluttering eyelashes are especially obvious in the light and shadow, and the amber-like eyes are clearer than the diffused light.

    Yan Wei even held a knife in his hand, the blade almost reflected light and shadow in the beam, and was removed.

    The dagger that was picked up just now was thrown by Yan Wei to the corner of the bed again. He glanced at Yan Mingguang and stood up abruptly, ignoring Yan Mingguang’s blood-stained cheeks. With dirt on his body, he stretched out his hand and hooked the other’s neck.

    Lin Zhen retracted his gaze, lowered his head, raised his hand, and covered his own eyes.

    He patted Yu Feizhou’s shoulder with his other hand and said, “They’re done kissing? Call me.”